My Fair Lady

She is a Lady, but she spews profanities like they were made for her. She is what you would call....A F*cking Lady. ....••••••.... Zylith Sanders was a mundane teenager until one-day she was sucked into a wash basin and somehow ridiculously ended up in a feudal world without her beloved games and movies. To make matters worse, she was sold off by slave traders to the horrid Noble house of Ronales as a petty maid. But that was not the end of her worries, Dear Zylith, the feminist had a long struggle ahead of her when she meets the mighty King of this feudal kingdom and becomes his pretend consort. With a king that likes to poke deadly humor at her, and a bamby girl who wanted nothing to do with the ancients. How will the poor teenage feminist cope with only her sarcastic mouth to rely on! Just dive in and read on to find out Zylith Sander's romantic plight.

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108 Chs

Chapter ~ 22

A little something about the AUTHOR : Victoric spoke to Zylith the other day and here's how the conversation when_

Victoric – Zylith, stop munching onto food like a cow-on-a-eating-spree and get your ass up and do something fun so that people get amused enough to click on the LIKE button and COMMENT.

Zylith – (Looks at Victoric with pointed eyes) Liana, bring me the club!

Victoric – Wha-What do you need the club for?

Zylith – You dare to put me on exhibition, now you can't blame me for exhibiting my innate physical prowess.

Victoric – '......' (Runs for the Hills)

*END of FLASHBACK*

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Zylith.

"STOP!" I yelled out loud.

I looked at the startled nervous girl in front of me and bit my lips in anxiety.

I had learnt from experience that secrets in this world were as treacherous as they come. I didn't revel on the fact that I knew things which were so dangerous that one misstep could bring upon my doom. From time to time, I even felt like crying when

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